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God is the refuge of his saints
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #81 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1. God is the refuge of his saints,
When storms of sharp distress invade;
Ere we can offer our complaints,
Behold Him present with His aid.
2. Let mountains from their seats be hurl'd
Down to the deep, and buried there;
Convulsions shake the solid world:
Our faith shall never yield to fear.
3. Loud may the troubled ocean roar:
In sacred peace our souls abide;
While ev'ry nation, ev'ry shore,
Trembles and dreads the swelling tide.
4. There is a stream, whose gentle flow
Supplies the city of our God,
Life, love, and joy, still guiding through,
And wat’ring our divine abode.
5. 'Midst storms and tempests, Lord! thy word
Does ev'ry rising fear control.
Sweet peace thy promises afford,
And well sustain the fainting soul. Languages: English
God is the refuge of his saints
Give to the winds thy fears
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #82 (1814) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Give to the winds thy fears,
Hope, and be undismay'd:
God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears,
God shall lift up thy head.
2 Through waves and clouds and storms,
He gently clears thy way:
Wait thou his time, so shall this night
Soon end in joyous day.
3 What though thou rulest not;
Yet heave'n, and earth, and hell,
Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne,
And ruleth all things well.
4 Thine everlasting truth,
Father, thy ceaseless love,
Sees all thy children's wants, and knows
What best for each will prove.
5 And whatsoe'er thou will'st,
Thou dost, O King of kings;
What thine unerring wisdom chose,
thy pow'r to being brings.
6 Thou seest our weakness, Lord;
Our hearts are known to thee.
O lift thou up the sinking head,
Confirm the feeble knee.
7 Let us in life, in death,
Thy steadfast truth declare;
And publish with our latest breath
Thy love and guardian care. Languages: English
Give to the winds thy fears
Arise, O God
Hymnal: Christian Worship #82A (2021) Topics: Government First Line: God presides in the great assembly Refrain First Line: Arise, O God, and judge Scripture: Psalm 82 Languages: English Tune Title: [God presides in the great assembly]
Arise, O God
The Lords of Earth Are in the Hands
Author: David G. Preston Hymnal: Christian Worship #82B (2021) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Government Lyrics: 1 The lords of earth are in the hands
of God who reigns on high;
within their councils there he stands
with ever-watchful eye.
2 "How long will you betray the cause
of justice in the land?
You let the wicked flout the laws
and prosper by your hand.
3 "Defend the poor from those who place
no limit on their greed;
support the weak and fatherless
and rescue those in need."
4 Though mindless and corrupt they prove,
and tread the people down,
though earth's foundations all remove,
still God is on his throne.
5 They proudly boast a godlike birth;
in death, like men, they fall.
Arise, O God, and judge the earth
and rule the nations all! Scripture: Psalm 82 Languages: English Tune Title: ADAM
The Lords of Earth Are in the Hands
Not from relentless fate's dark womb
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #83 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Not from relentless fate's dark womb,
Or from the dust, our troubles come.
No fickle chance presides o'er grief,
To cause the pain, or send relief.
2 Look up, and see, ye sorrowing saints!
The cause and cure of your complaints.
Know, 'tis your heav'nly Father's will:
Bid ev'ry murmur then be still.
3 He sees, we need the painful yoke;
Yet love directs his heaviest stroke.
He takes no pleasure in our smart,
But wounds to heal and cheer the heart.
4 Blest trials those that cleanse from sin,
And make the soul all pure within,
Wean the fond mind from earthly toys,
To seek and taste celestial joys! Languages: English
Not from relentless fate's dark womb
To calm the sorrows of the mind
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #84 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 To calm the sorrows of the mind,
Our heav'nly Friend is nigh,
To wipe the anxious tear that starts
Or trembles in the eye.
2 Thou canst, when anguish rends the heart,
The secret woe control;
The inward malady canst heal,
The sickness of the soul.
3 Thou canst repress the rising sigh;
Canst sooth each mortal care;
And ev'ry deep and heart-felt groan
Is wafted to thine ear.
4 Thy gracious eye is watchful still;
Thy potent arm can save
From threat'ning danger and disease,
And the devouring grave.
5 When, pale and languid all the frame,
The ruthless hand of pain
Arrests the feeble pow'rs of life,
The help of man is vain.
6 'Tis thou, great God! alone canst check
The progress of disease;
And sickness, aw'd by pow'r divine,
The high command obeys.
7 Eternal source of life, and health,
And ev'ry bliss we feel!
In sorrow and in joy, to thee
Our grateful hearts appeal. Languages: English
To calm the sorrows of the mind
Sure there's a righteous God
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #85 (1814) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Sure there’s a righteous God,
Nor is religion vain;
Though men of vice may boast aloud,
And men of grace complain.
2 I saw the wicked rise,
And felt my heart repine,
While haughty fools, with scornful eyes,
In robes of honour shine.
3 Their impious tongues blaspheme
The everlasting God;
Their malice blasts the good man’s name,
And spreads their lies abroad.
4 The tumults of my thought
Held me in deep suspense,
Till to thy house my feet were brought,
To learn thy justice thence.
5 Thy Word with light and pow'r
Did my mistakes amend;
I view'd the sinner’s life before,
But here I learnt their end.
6 Lord, at thy feet I bow,
My thoughts no more repine.
I call my God my portion now,
And all my pow'rs are thine. Languages: English
Sure there's a righteous God
Let others boast how strong they be
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #86 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Let others boast how strong they be,
Nor death nor danger fear;
While we'll confess, O Lord, to thee,
What feeble things we are.
2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand,
And flourish bright and gay:
A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land,
And fades the grass away.
3 Our life contains a thousand springs,
And dies if one be gone;
Strange! that a harp of thousand strings
Should keep in tune so long.
4 But 'tis our God supports our frame,
The God that formed us first,
Salvation to th' almighty name
That rear'd us from the dust!
5 While we have breath, or life, or tongues,
Our Maker we'll adore.
His spirit moves our heaving lungs,
Or they would breathe no more.
Languages: English
Let others boast how strong they be
Upward I lift mine eyes
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #87 (1814) Meter: Irregular Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 Upward I lift mine eyes,
From God is all my aid;
The God who built the skies,
And earth's foundation laid.
God is the tow'r
To which I fly:
His grace is nigh
In ev'ry hour.
2 My feet shall never slide
Or fall in fatal snares;
Since God, my guard and guide,
Defends me from my fears.
Those wakeful eyes
That never sleep
His children keep
When dangers rise.
3 No burning heats by day,
Nor blasts of ev'ning air,
Shall take my health away,
If God be with me there.
Thou art my sun,
And thou my Shade,
To guard my head
By night or noon.
4 Hast Thou not giv'n thy word
To save my soul from death?
And I can trust my Lord
To keep my mortal breath.
I'll go and come,
Nor fear to die,
Till from on high
Thou call me home. Languages: English
Upward I lift mine eyes
They that have made their refuge God
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #88 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Divine Providence and Government Lyrics: 1 They that hath made their refuge God
Shall find a most secure abode;
Shall walk all day beneath his shade,
And there at night shall rest their head.
2 If burning beams of noon conspire
To dart a pestilential fire,
God is their life; his wings are spread,
To shield them 'midst ten thousand dead.
3 If vapors with malignant breath
Rise thick, and scatter midnight death,
Still they are safe; the poison'd air
Again grows pure, if God be there.
4 But if the fire, or plague, or sword,
Receive commission from the Lord
To strike his saints among the rest,
Their very pains and deaths are blest.
5 The sword, the pestilence, or fire,
Shall but fulfill their best desire;
From sins and sorrows set them free,
And bring thy children, Lord! to thee.
Languages: English
They that have made their refuge God
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